Although Lu Yunzhou's sudden interjection seemed perplexing, Qian Renxue understood his intentions—it was entirely for her sake.
Thus, Qian Renxue refrained from questioning or saying anything unnecessary. Instead, she chose to wait quietly and obediently for Lu Yunzhou's actions and instructions.
After the "Snowy Night Emperor" (Xue Ye) finished speaking, a delighted smile appeared on Tang Yuehua's exquisite face. As expected, things had gone exactly as she had anticipated—the Snowy Night Emperor was willing to lend his assistance!
Everything was within her grasp!
Just as Tang Yuehua was preparing to take her leave, the Snowy Night Emperor suddenly spoke, halting her departure.
"Master Yuehua, to be candid, I have long admired the Clear Sky Douluo. That legendary battle of his back then shook the entire Soul Master world!"
As he finished speaking, the Snowy Night Emperor's face lit up with a smile. Without acknowledging Tang Yuehua's surprise, he continued, seemingly speaking to himself.
"This time, I finally caught wind of the Clear Sky Douluo's whereabouts. So, I must ask boldly—could Master Yuehua do me a favor and arrange an introduction?"
Hearing this, Tang Yuehua blinked in disbelief. After confirming she hadn't misheard, she found herself utterly dumbfounded.
When had the Snowy Night Emperor become a "fan" of Tang Hao?
How could she, Tang Yuehua, not know about such a thing?
Despite her confusion, she could not afford to question the emperor, given his status and the fact that he had just aided her. Therefore, Tang Yuehua gave a response that satisfied him greatly:
"Of course, Your Majesty. I'll summon my second brother right away for an audience with you."
With that, Tang Yuehua hurried off.
Moments later, a familiar voice rang out:
"Master Yuehua of Moon Pavilion requests an audience with His Majesty!"
"Enter!"
Lu Yunzhou uttered the command, a flicker of intrigue flashing across his face. Beside him, Qian Renxue's excitement and agitation grew stronger.
Revenge. It's finally time for revenge!
No matter what, I will have my vengeance today. Otherwise, I will never be at peace!
Upon receiving permission, Tang Yuehua returned, accompanied by a figure cloaked in a tattered black cape. The man's entire appearance was disheveled, akin to a beggar. It was none other than Tang Hao.
The moment Qian Renxue caught sight of him, her pupils contracted involuntarily. A surge of killing intent and hatred surged within her, reaching an unprecedented peak.
At the center of the grand hall, Tang Hao frowned and grew increasingly alert. A sense of unease welled up in his heart.
Why...why does this place feel so wrong?
Despite his rugged appearance, Tang Hao was no ordinary figure. As a peak Titled Douluo, his instincts were honed to perfection, and he knew better than to let his guard down.
"Bowing to Your Majesty," Tang Yuehua said, nudging Tang Hao subtly, signaling him to be polite.
Tang Hao hesitated momentarily before responding curtly, "Tang Hao greets Your Majesty."
The Snowy Night Emperor smiled, his words warm and seemingly sincere:
"The Heaven Dou Empire welcomes you, esteemed Clear Sky Douluo. Your arrival today shall be a moment to remember for all of us."
Though Tang Hao appeared composed, his thoughts were elsewhere—entirely consumed by concern for his son, Tang San. He had no interest in royal pleasantries or hospitality.
Just as Tang Hao was about to decline the emperor's welcome, an unexpected scene unfolded.
The Snowy Night Emperor stood, drawing a gleaming sword from beside his throne. Without hesitation, he plunged the blade into his own side, a swift and vicious motion.
Scarlet blood gushed out like a torrential waterfall, staining the golden floor crimson.
Tang Yuehua was dumbstruck, frozen in disbelief.
What's happening? Why would the emperor stab himself—his kidney, no less? What about his harem of beauties?
Before Tang Yuehua could process her thoughts, the Snowy Night Emperor's voice, amplified by Soul Power, echoed throughout the hall:
"Guards! Guards, save me! The traitorous Clear Sky Clan has attempted to assassinate me!"
With those words, the emperor collapsed to the ground, blood pooling around him as he fell unconscious.
At that moment, Tang Hao's heart sank.
It's a trap. Someone's targeting me.
"Third Sister, we must leave. Now!"
Tang Hao grabbed Tang Yuehua, preparing to flee.
But before they could act, a voice rang out, full of righteous fury:
"How dare you harm my father! I'll fight you to the death!"
The Crown Prince, Xue Qinghe, emerged from the shadows, sword in hand, and lunged toward them.
Tang Yuehua's face paled with shock.
"The Crown Prince? What's going on?"
Tang Hao growled, his voice brimming with urgency:
"Don't overthink it. We've been framed! If we don't leave now, it'll be too late!"
As Tang Hao tightened his grip on Tang Yuehua's arm, ready to force their escape, a chilling, emotionless voice cut through the air:
"Attempting to harm His Majesty? You Clear Sky Clan vermin court death!"
Lu Yunzhou stepped forward, his fist aiming directly at Tang Hao with blinding speed.
Tang Hao acted quickly, pushing Tang Yuehua aside while clenching his right hand into a fist to counter.
As their fists neared collision, Tang Hao sneered.
"You dare face me head-on? Foolish child. Don't you know I am the strongest strength-type Titled Douluo on the continent?"
"Going head-to-head with me is suicide!"
Tang Hao's grin widened, already convinced of Lu Yunzhou's imminent defeat.
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